Chapter 60 What Is Infatuation? (1/2)

The present him was actually the most unlike himself… Wen Renhe became speechless for a moment. He really wanted to see what Yin Hanjiang’s heart demons looked like, or rather what Wen Renhe looked like in Yin Hanjiang’s imagination.

At this moment, Wen Renhe was in a state of chaotic energy, with illusionary clothes on his body. He didn’t use the divine blood, since Yin Hanjiang was already taking a bath it would not be good if he also did not have clothes.

Wen Renhe entered the spiritual spring without stirring up the water as if he was one with the water.

He kept a palm wide distance from Yin Hanjiang’s shoulder as they soaked side by side in the spiritual spring. Wen Renhe turned his head and intently looked at Yin Hanjiang.

This was a Patriarch Yin he had never seen before, every action and every word was almost the opposite of the original, but still able to wonderfully and perfectly blend with the past Yan Hanjiang, without the slightest sense of dissimilarity.

In the past, when Wen Renhe looked directly at Yin Hanjiang, he always avoided it, either turning his face sideways or lowering his head, seldom looking at Wen Renhe.

This time, however, Yin Hanjiang looked straight at Wen Renhe, there was also still some murderous intent in his eyes that had not yet been dispersed.

He dealt with many “Xìnxiāo” today, these people were obviously subordinates of the Xuanyuan sect but they colluded with altar master Yuan, the cultivation sects and major cultivation families. Yin Hanjiang interrogated many of the “Xìnxiāo” and learned that there were many scum among the cultivation sects and families who were secretly doing things that were harmful to heaven and earth, then through altar master Yuan and the “Xìnxiāo”, all of their evil deeds were blamed on Xuanyuan sect.

The Venerable generally did not care about these trivial matters and since most of the altar masters were too lazy to care about the problems or had brain problems, these issues were piled upon the seemingly good old altar master Yuan, who then had proceeded to throw all this dirty water on Wen Renhe.

Forcibly kidnapping boys and girls for pill refining, massacring and refining souls of a whole village, kidnapping babies under one years old for refining magic weapons, killing six to nine months pregnant women to take their babies and so on. Many of these things made you feel dirty just by listening to it but Yin Hanjiang patiently listened to all of them one by one and took note of the names of those who did these evil things. He wrote down their names and killed a bunch of “Xìnxiāo” to vent his anger then he gave the remaining as gifts to altar master Miao.

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Altar master Miao joyfully received these people and didn’t let go of even the remnants of their soul, claiming that it would be able to cultivate the Gu king who could control a scattered immortal – specifically Qiu Congxue.

After killing people, the alkaid triangular bayonet consumed a lot of human blood and vibrated. Yin Hanjiang forced the magic weapon into his dantian, but the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden.

The “Wen Renhe”s around him praised him, but there were also those who were not pleased, their ramblings were very annoying to Yin Hanjiang’s ears. After returning to the Xuanyuan sect he did not want to go back to his room covered in blood so he came to the spiritual spring to cleanse himself. Then he saw a “heart demon” quietly looking at him by the spring, standing out among the crowd of “Wen Renhe” so he thought of asking him to accompany him.

Killing people made him a little out of control so Yin Hanjiang needed to calm down. He wanted to his lord but did not want to be controlled by heart demons so it was better to choose the one that was least like him.

“What is the difference between me and Wen Renhe?” Wen Renhe asked, he wanted to know what Yin Hanjiang saw at this time.

Yin Hanjiang’s eyebrows were stern as he gave him a disdainful glance, seemingly unwilling to talk to his heart demons.

But Wen Renhe question still stirred up memories for Yin Hanjiang who lowered his eyes, making his long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Yin Hanjiang reached out to cup a handful of water and tossed it on his face, the splashed water slid from corners of his eyes, not knowing whether they were water droplets or tears.

Wen Renhe placed his hand in front of Yin Hanjiang face and watched as the drop of water passed through his palm and fell into the spiritual spring, disappearing into the water. For a moment, Wen Renhe had an impulse to remove all the water in the spiritual spring to find these drops of water.

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The fragility belonging to Yin Hanjiang disappeared in a flash, so if Wen Renhe hadn’t been watching him with rapt attention, he probably would have thought he was just cleaning his face.

Wen Renhe suddenly remembered that when Yin Hanjiang gave him a moon in the water, he had said that when he was bored with sword practice, he would play with water at the waterfall. How many times had he used water to hide his emotions in what appeared to be a playful act like now?

Wen Renhe’s impression of Yin Hanjiang started from a scarred child who then turned into an adult, silently following behind the devil venerable. For more than ten years of his growth, Wen Renhe was never involved so he did not know what he was like at that time.

“You shouldn’t like me.” Wen Renhe sighed, “Wen Renhe is not worth it.”

These words angered Yin Hanjiang, he had never paid any attention to the “heart demon” but he did not expect “illusion” from deep within his heart to say such a thing. Yin Hanjiang struck at Wen Renhe with his palm but when he was about to touch the “illusion”, he shifted his palm and the force brushed against Wen Renhe’s face, shattering a stone a few meters away.

As long as it was Wen Renhe’s face, Yin Hanjiang couldn’t even attack an illusion.

If this continued, how would he be able to cut through his heart demons and heal?

Wen Renhe’s heart, which was always cold and rigid, ached dully. He wanted to tell Yin Hanjiang that it would be easier to let go of his love, but he couldn’t say it.